Sunday, August 08, 2004
catch water pellets and sell them to pigeons in the summerÂ
i'm actually reading up on biology. even though it has nothing to do with what i'm SUPPOSED to know, but oh well. i'm reading up on william beaumont and alexis st martin, this guy who was shot in the stomach and had a hole there for the rest of his life and how the beaumont guy did experiments by putting food in the hole to see how the stomach digested it. NASTY.
St. Martin would eat a normal meal and resume his work, and Beaumont would periodically take samples from St. Martin's stomach. Another experiment compared what happened to food placed in a vial of gastric juice (temperature not controlled), food placed in a container of water, and food eaten by St. Martin; he learned that gastric juice needed heat to digest (i.e., that cold gastric juice has no effect on food). Beaumont used more variety of food samples while at Fort Crawford; he found that vegetables are less digestible than other foods, and milk coagulates before the digestive process. St. Martin sometimes became irritable doing experiments (it was stressful for him to have food removed from his stomach), and Beaumont observed that being angry can hinder one's digestion.
this has been a nice day, considering i led communion today (that was a little scary but i survived and nothing bad happened, like me falling off the stage or something. i mean, that's expected) and sat through an interesting dysfunctional family-like situation in meg's car. we also sang very loudly in town. that was fun! and then meg was supposed to come back to my house to sleep before going to work at 7 (she's crazy) but carol called and we decided to go meet up with her and so we walked all the way from plaza to cineleisure - that was a nightmare because it's such a long way to go - and we met up with her and anna and kurt and nathan and this guy whatever his name is and stephen and liz and then we stood around for a long time.
and then me and carol decided to lie on the floor in the middle of the second floor. that was quite nice too, to see all these weird people walking around us and looking down.
and then anna (this british girl) saw her best friend from england when we were crossing the street and then she didn't say hi and she wanted to go say hi so we had to wait for the lights to turn and cross again and carol ran into some guy and knocked his phone into the bushes and then we met meg again and anna met her best friend.
i got a huntingtons cd for five bucks! awesome-o!
carol owes me a new voice, that pooper scooper encouraged me to yell veggie tales all the way to plaza.
written by Ruth Leanne the Great at 8/08/2004 07:43:00 PM
St. Martin would eat a normal meal and resume his work, and Beaumont would periodically take samples from St. Martin's stomach. Another experiment compared what happened to food placed in a vial of gastric juice (temperature not controlled), food placed in a container of water, and food eaten by St. Martin; he learned that gastric juice needed heat to digest (i.e., that cold gastric juice has no effect on food). Beaumont used more variety of food samples while at Fort Crawford; he found that vegetables are less digestible than other foods, and milk coagulates before the digestive process. St. Martin sometimes became irritable doing experiments (it was stressful for him to have food removed from his stomach), and Beaumont observed that being angry can hinder one's digestion.
this has been a nice day, considering i led communion today (that was a little scary but i survived and nothing bad happened, like me falling off the stage or something. i mean, that's expected) and sat through an interesting dysfunctional family-like situation in meg's car. we also sang very loudly in town. that was fun! and then meg was supposed to come back to my house to sleep before going to work at 7 (she's crazy) but carol called and we decided to go meet up with her and so we walked all the way from plaza to cineleisure - that was a nightmare because it's such a long way to go - and we met up with her and anna and kurt and nathan and this guy whatever his name is and stephen and liz and then we stood around for a long time.
and then me and carol decided to lie on the floor in the middle of the second floor. that was quite nice too, to see all these weird people walking around us and looking down.
and then anna (this british girl) saw her best friend from england when we were crossing the street and then she didn't say hi and she wanted to go say hi so we had to wait for the lights to turn and cross again and carol ran into some guy and knocked his phone into the bushes and then we met meg again and anna met her best friend.
i got a huntingtons cd for five bucks! awesome-o!
carol owes me a new voice, that pooper scooper encouraged me to yell veggie tales all the way to plaza.
written by Ruth Leanne the Great at 8/08/2004 07:43:00 PM
